Told You So
And do those feet in modern timesWalk upon the flowersAnd walk upon their brothersWhile their heads are busy lying lowTrying to keep to cover oh
Something went wrongAlong the wayEverybody's waiting forJudgment day
So they can goTold you so
Bring me my gun of itching desireBring me my bullets and I will fireSights set higher than the tall church spire
Standing in lineThe blind lead the blindWaiting and waitingFor an overdue signBrothers and sistersPlaying Chinese whispersIf things aren't suitedThen they'll get diluted
There's one more dead with a hole in his headHe shouldn't have said all the things he saidMany tears were shed for the blood he bled